This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
First name scott
Last name mescudi
I will say it now so you all can say it properly
Even for awhile lotta people stayed mocking me
Then I went G.O.O.D. cause of ye now they jocking me
I have the same sound
Same old fire
Same lion heart
And I stayed smoking sour
Every single minute now
Gotta say an hour
I feel i am cross of John Lennon and my father
I remember when I finally left Cleveland
Being cool, it wasn't the only reason
My heart had urges, the feelings
Something special you could feel up in the evening
When the moons full and the drink is poured
And most of the real pretty girls are whores
Now I gotta say get the fuck outta here
I don't know you
No, you can't chill in here
Na na na na
Yeah yeah yeah
Now
Do you, do you, do you
Do you get it, get it
Na na na na
Whoa.. na na
Now
Do you, do you, do you
Do you get it, get it
My last name mescudi
First name scott
I was the kid you knew who liked to joke and clown a lot
But when I went home school work to the side
Imma go and study how to finish up these rhymes
Maybe hit a kidney and my family hit the grind
Before I feel I'll never ever find my own mind
Loosin my pops really fucked me up
At the time in my mind I thought my luck was up
Its mostly cause I never got to show what I dream
I guess its cause I never had the time to let it show
But now I got an op im bout to give to the public
I know he lookin down
I know he gotta love it
Ohio got a spokesman
They wanna know if I really smoke
Come on fam
Are you lookin at these black lips?
All the time im flatlined stoned bitch
Na na na na
Yea yea yea
Now
Do you, do you, do you
Do you get it, get it
Na na na na
Whoa.. na na
Now
Do you, do you, do you
Do you get it (Yea) , get it
Im Scott Mescudi
Never let the sucker motha fuckers get the best of me
Goin back to Cleveland, dap and pound her is my favoritly
Stand up nigga
When people hate on Cleveland I stand up nigga
WOW in my A.P.C.
Ay Ay get the best plain tees
When I head to the grammys I might dress tacky
Cause all the people care about is what im wearing
In the bag it should be about the sweet fuckin album
Lets talk about the fact you want a sweet fuckin album
Some talk shit makin videos and jokin
Now your all fans of my shaft think I stroke em
I told you, I was not playin
From here on believe the words that im sayin
But know I won't lead you astray
Just take heed to the words that I say
Na na na na
Yea yea yea
Now
Do you, do you, do you
Do you get it, get it
Na na na na
Whoa.. na na
Now
Do you, do you, do you
Do you get it , get it
Last name mescudi
I will say it now so you all can say it properly
Even for awhile lotta people stayed mocking me
Then I went G.O.O.D. cause of ye now they jocking me
I have the same sound
Same old fire
Same lion heart
And I stayed smoking sour
Every single minute now
Gotta say an hour
I feel i am cross of John Lennon and my father
I remember when I finally left Cleveland
Being cool, it wasn't the only reason
My heart had urges, the feelings
Something special you could feel up in the evening
When the moons full and the drink is poured
And most of the real pretty girls are whores
Now I gotta say get the fuck outta here
I don't know you
No, you can't chill in here
Na na na na
Yeah yeah yeah
Now
Do you, do you, do you
Do you get it, get it
Na na na na
Whoa.. na na
Now
Do you, do you, do you
Do you get it, get it
My last name mescudi
First name scott
I was the kid you knew who liked to joke and clown a lot
But when I went home school work to the side
Imma go and study how to finish up these rhymes
Maybe hit a kidney and my family hit the grind
Before I feel I'll never ever find my own mind
Loosin my pops really fucked me up
At the time in my mind I thought my luck was up
Its mostly cause I never got to show what I dream
I guess its cause I never had the time to let it show
But now I got an op im bout to give to the public
I know he lookin down
I know he gotta love it
Ohio got a spokesman
They wanna know if I really smoke
Come on fam
Are you lookin at these black lips?
All the time im flatlined stoned bitch
Na na na na
Yea yea yea
Now
Do you, do you, do you
Do you get it, get it
Na na na na
Whoa.. na na
Now
Do you, do you, do you
Do you get it (Yea) , get it
Im Scott Mescudi
Never let the sucker motha fuckers get the best of me
Goin back to Cleveland, dap and pound her is my favoritly
Stand up nigga
When people hate on Cleveland I stand up nigga
WOW in my A.P.C.
Ay Ay get the best plain tees
When I head to the grammys I might dress tacky
Cause all the people care about is what im wearing
In the bag it should be about the sweet fuckin album
Lets talk about the fact you want a sweet fuckin album
Some talk shit makin videos and jokin
Now your all fans of my shaft think I stroke em
I told you, I was not playin
From here on believe the words that im sayin
But know I won't lead you astray
Just take heed to the words that I say
Na na na na
Yea yea yea
Now
Do you, do you, do you
Do you get it, get it
Na na na na
Whoa.. na na
Now
Do you, do you, do you
Do you get it , get it
Lyrics submitted by itsjusthugo
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"Goin back to Cleveland, dap and pound her is my favoritly"
sounds kinda like "Goin back to Cleveland, dap and pound- there is no faith in me" ??
I feel like this is about Cudi's rise in success and how people are jumping on the bandwagon and how he knows who his true supporters are and have been from the start - "Now I gotta say get the fuck outta here I don't know you No, you can't chill in here"
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